behind his eyes. “I deserve that. I was wrong about you, Corey. So damn wrong. I will apologize as
many times as it takes for you to believe I don’t see you that way anymore.”
I leaned forward, reaching out to touch his face. I cupped his cheek and his eyes fluttered closed
as he leaned into the touch. I brushed my thumb over the five o’clock shadow on his cheeks, loving
the way his stubble abraded my flesh.
“I know you don’t,” I whispered. “If I thought you did, I wouldn’t be here right now. I’m scared
I’ll eventually let you down, but I’m here because you’re man enough to admit when you’re wrong.”
It seemed I’d completely given up on my resolve to walk away after tonight. I couldn’t. Not when
he was promising me everything I’d wanted but thought I couldn’t have.
“You keep worrying about whether or not you can be what I need, but I meant it when I said you
are exactly the boy I want in my life—in my bed. Yes, it’s too soon to make proclamations like that
but it’s the truth. I told you before, I’m too old for playing games and I meant it. If that scares you, or
if you aren’t on the same page, tell me now and we can easily have one night of mind-blowing sex
before going our separate ways.”
I snorted at the suggestion. As if one night with William would ever be enough. Just being here
with him had me questioning my sanity. Yes, I wanted to be here, but I wasn’t sure how I was
supposed to go back to my lonely life after this. And I’d have to because I wasn’t willing to bring him
into my messes.
“You keep saying things like that and it makes me wonder if I’m going to wake up and realize this
is just a dream,” I admitted. Instead of the fear I expected as I laid my cards on the table, I felt relief. I
didn’t have to carry this burden on my own. “I do want all of that.”
I hoped that was close enough to what he wanted because I couldn’t bring myself to say the
words.
“It’s not a dream, sweetheart.” William curled a hand around the back of my neck and licked his
way into my mouth. My cock pressed against the inside of my jeans, begging to be set free. Both of us
were left gasping for air when he broke the kiss. I reached down to adjust myself. William batted my
hand away. “Patience, love.”
He went back to the task of taking off my socks and shoes. He began massaging my feet, and I
swear the pressure went straight to my dick. It was definitely weird to get off on something like that,
right? Next, he worked my calves, and my breathing turned ragged. The entire universe narrowed to
